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EUREKA, by                    
First Line: O hunters for gold
Last Line: "may read ""eureka!"
Subject(s): Gold Mines & Miners; Sympathy; Empathy


O hunters for gold,
Gone are your trails,
Lost and forgotten;
Deserted the hills;
But here and there,
Now and then
One finds monuments
To your dead hopes,—
Holes and caves, tunnels and shafts,—
Silent, sullen.
And if one's throat goes dry,
And his heart contracts,
In sympathy for men he never knew,
Then, the shades of the hunters for gold
Who slipt out unnoticed,
Will come to pluck his sleeve
And share with him their secret—
That, at a certain magic instant,
When the day's work is done,
On every monument,
Limned in the pure gold of the sun,
He who understands
May read "Eureka!"





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